The straight man who crosses can't afford to hurt

As expected, Li Ange was ill. The cold came on fiercely. Li Ange woke up from the cold. He groaned unconsciously and covered his head. His head was heavy, as if it was about to explode. It was useless to warm it up, the whole room seemed to be stuffed with ice cubes, Li Ange sat up uncomfortably, with a stuffy nose, and realized that he had a cold.

He got out of bed and drank some water, and went downstairs to ask the proprietress for a thermometer.

"Hey, look, you're sick. I knew you were sick just because you ran around so thinly a few days ago." The proprietress looked at Li Ange's listless look, and rummaged while searching for a thermometer in the drawer.

Li Ange was already feeling uncomfortable, and was irritated by her reading, "Do you have it? Forget it if you don't have one, I'll go buy one."

"This, this, what to buy, you will be blown out by the wind if you go out like this." The proprietress finally found an old-fashioned mercury thermometer and handed it to Li Ange.

Li Ange looked at the thermometer in the small box and held it in his hand, "Thank you, I'll take it back and return it to you later."

The proprietress didn't let him go, so she stood at the front desk and took his temperature. The cold thermometer was stuck to his body, and Li Ange was shocked by the cold.

"I have a fever, it's 37 degrees and 6 degrees," the proprietress squinted at the thermometer and shouted, "Go to the hospital, or get an injection, this can't last anymore."

Li Ange thanked him, went back to his room, put on his coat, and went out. First, he would get an injection and see how he was doing. If it was still serious, he would go to the hospital. Li Ange was alone, and he didn’t want to go to the hospital. Those who pay for the number can't run.

There is only a row of stools in the small clinic. After the injection, you can sit on the stool and wait for the infusion to end before you can leave. Fortunately, there are still people in the small clinic today. Otherwise, Li Ange would really have to go to the hospital for an injection. Most of the people who came for the injection were Children, parents or grandparents bring infusions, the cries of children refusing to get injections in the clinic, the voices of parents coaxing softly, and the voices of impatient parents threatening loudly, and the nurses sternly asking people to be quiet sound.

Li Ange took the bottle and sat down in a corner where no one was around. It might be a bit fast and uncomfortable. Li Ange slowed down the speed a bit, set the alarm for an hour and a half, and leaned his head against the wall behind. , Leaning quietly.

The drowsy Li Ange was pushed awake, and a kind old lady was looking at him, "Don't sleep, this bottle of water is almost finished, how about I change it for you."

Li Ange was a little dizzy and couldn't react. There was a little girl with tears in her eyes behind the old lady. Lahe was looking at him curiously. Li Ange looked up at his bottle, and there was only a little left, but he Still shook his head, rejecting the old lady's kindness.

He stood up shaking and wanted to change the bottle by himself, but the old lady grabbed him just as he raised his hands, "Let me do it, if you change it like this, the blood will return in a while."

Li Ange had no choice but to sit down again, thanked the old lady, touched his pocket, but there was nothing, so he smiled at the little girl, who shyly hid behind the old lady when she saw him smiling at her .

Seeing the little girl's reaction, Li Ange couldn't help but think of Smelly, and his mood fell again. Li Ange thanked the old lady, and continued to close his eyes. Maybe because he didn't eat breakfast in the morning, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach. But now I can't move, what should I eat after the injection?

The more Li Ange thought about it, the hungrier he became, so he stretched out his hand and adjusted the speed a little more. After the injection, Li Ange went to eat noodles with a bag of cold medicine.

Eating some steaming food, sweating a little, may heal the cold sooner. Li Ange still needs two more days of injections, and he must eat before the next injection, Li Ange thought while clutching his head.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Li Ange really sweated a lot, his nose cleared for a while, he buttoned the hat on his coat, and went back to the hotel.

The comfort brought about by the injection did not last long. In the afternoon, Li Ange took a nap, and when he woke up, he started to have a low fever again. Li Ange picked up the water cup next to the bed and took a sip of water. His throat felt a little better, and he lay down again. Next, I feel unspeakably uncomfortable all over. Li Ange is not usually sick, and he has taken medicine and injections, and now he is still like this. He really doesn't know what to do.

He even felt a little regretful. If he didn't confess his love to Tang Ci that day, wouldn't it be like this? This thought opened the gate, and the feeling of regret couldn't be stopped. He hasn't even figured out what he did wrong until now. What, if he could do it all over again, he wouldn't be greedy for that hug anymore, wouldn't that be okay?

Li Ange hesitated several times holding the phone, but in the end he still didn't call, and even if he did, Tang Ci wouldn't be able to answer it, Li Ange thought disappointedly.

I can't rely on others for everything. In the previous life, he lived well by himself. He never thought about relying on anyone. Why is he sick and so fragile now?In the future, never place your hopes on others.